Too cruel for school

When I was in my final school year, I basically had had enough of watching how kids bullied one other – stabbing each other in the back with gossip, name-calling and sometimes physically. It was almost as though I carried the pain of each person I saw being bullied. It literally felt like every time they were getting hurt emotionally and physically, I was feeling it too.

There was one very specific day that stood out from the others.

My friend and I were in the library during one break, photocopy work. We were both happy that day; talking and laughing and pretty much having a good time at school of all places.

But what we saw in that library that day made me realize how CRUEL school is and that so many people aren’t aware of it. There was a boy, having his lunch and reading a book in the library. He seemed happy and quite comfortable just sitting there in silence. It seemed as though the library was his escape from the bullies.

It was so heartbreaking to see that he didn’t have a group of friends or at least ONE friend that he could chat too about similar interests.

Out of nowhere, three little sh*ts (sorry but that is the only way to describe them) came into the library and caused mayhem and destruction. They threw books around and then they noticed him.

They made their way over and started harassing him. They threw his book away, kicked his suitcase into the distance and even pulled his hair. People say this boy should have stood up for himself, but how could he? He was tiny and they were really scary looking even if I can admit it myself.

As I watched them hurt him, I started feeling his pain too.

The more I watched, the angrier and crazier I become inside.

My only reaction was to lift was hands up like a crazy person and shout: “HEY!” – not my best of line I won’t lie.

I suppose my crazy angry eyes, red face and loud voice must have scared them because they quickly made their way out.

Too cruel for school was last modified: February 13th, 2018 by This Jones